//------------------------------// // Feelings // Story: The Fall of Spike the Dragon // by Wrangle Wolfe //------------------------------// I looked down at the spot where Twilight had been buried. It was right where the library once stood before Tirek demolished it. I had taken a clawful of bits and melted them, molding the gold into a tombstone afterwards. A nameless tombstone. I stuck it in the ground next to where I buried her. That should do it. The nagging feeling went a way mostly, but I could still feel it, if only just a little bit. I sighed and shook my head. I had done all I could do. I arrived back at the castle a few hours later and sighed. I felt so... incomplete. What was wrong with me? I should be feeling nothing. Absolutely nothing. Maybe anger... maybe hate... but besides that, I should be emotionless, stoic, cold. Oh well... the other parts of me weren't dead yet. The ones that were there before me... That could be the problem. Yeah... I'd wait until those useless fools died away. Then I wouldn't have to deal with these stupid feelings any more. "M-mister Darkness...?" A filly's voice called from my right. I turned around to see that one little filly that thought she knew everything, Love Charm. I crossed my arms and glared at her, but surprisingly, she didn't cower in fear. I liked her bravery. She would be a strong fighter, fit to be part of my loyal army. "Yes, Love Charm was it?" I asked and she nodded with a small smile. "Um... can I leave this castle?" She asked. I raised an eyebrow. Did she really think she could get away that easily? "Don't you remember the rules? No leaving the castle, little filly. It's not happening." I growled to her. "But... I don't like being indoors all day..." She whined. "Not my problem." I muttered. "Please?" She pouted and let her eyes get watery. "No." I said. She'll give up soon. Does she have a fucking 'Off' switch or something? If so, someone needs to kindly show it to me before I rip this filly's head off! "Please!?" "No." She just won't stop. I think I've told her 'no' about a thousand times. I'm not even exaggerating. The only word that has come out of her mouth for hours has only been 'please'. "Please?!" "No." All day, she's asked me the same question. All. Freaking. Day. She would not take 'no' for an answer. And it was killing of the last speck of sanity I had left. I couldn't take this any longer! "Please?!" "Fine goddammit!" I shouted in her face. She only smiled. That was the last thing I wanted to see right now. Her smile was so damn annoying! "But only with me. We can't have you escaping." I said, crossing my arms. "Yay! Thank you Mister Darkness! You're so nice!" She exclaimed with a cute smile as her tiny hooves attempted to wrap around my leg. I growled in irritation. "I'm not nice, kid. It was either this or tearing your tongue out of your mouth..." I told her. Her eyes widened slightly in fear. She was trying to hold back her fear. How cute. Why would you say that to her?! She's... She's only a little foal! So? Why should I care? Sometimes... it's hard to believe that you're not a heartless monster. I am a heartless monster, you idiot. You keep believing that, and it'll lead to your downfall. I snorted and ignored him for the moment. It seemed like she got over what I said because she was now smiling again. "Can we fly?" She asked excitedly. It irritated me that she was so... optimistic. "Yeah, whatever." I nodded reluctantly, knowing she would beg me to fly too. She was so persistent and it was annoying. I picked her up and gently sat her on top of my head. "Hold my horn tightly." I told her. She nodded and grabbed one of the long horns protruding from my head. I walked outside onto a large balcony and spread my long wings. After a flap or two of preparation, I took off into the sky. The wind against my scales felt great. My lips twitched a little, but the frown never left my face. This filly managed to make me come outside and fly, just for her. Am I getting soft? We flew for about half an hour. She had giggled and cheered the entire time. After a while I got used to it and even did a few tricks in the air. I suppose it was a bit... fun. A little better than being in that castle all day. I decided to rest on top of the mountain that Canterlot was built on. Love had calked away from my horn and sat an top of my muzzle. "It's pretty up here. I can see so much from here!" She exclaimed. The wind gently blew her soft main and tail as she looked up into the sky. "I guess." I muttered, looking down at all the destruction that I had caused. I could tell that she was doing her best not to look down there. She just wanted to be optimistic. And I hated it. "Isn't it about time for the sun to set? How does that happen even when we don't have the princesses?" She asked. "I'm more powerful than the princesses, Love. Watch." I said. I concentrated and gripped the sun with my power. Slowly, but surely, the sun began setting. Withing minutes, the sky was bathed in red, purple, orange and yellow hues. It was a beautiful sight. The only beauty I could ever create... and it was with stolen power. "Wow... it looks amazing!" She leaned forward a little loving the vibrant colors of the sky. Once again my lips twitched a little. "Yes, I suppose it is a bit pretty." A little smile was slowly growing on my face until... Enjoying yourself? What do you mean? This is annoying! That smile says otherwise. I don't have to listen to you! Just... shut up! You're not emotionless. You have a heart. Tell that to the hundreds of ponies I murdered. You regret every single death. No! I love it! They deserved it! Shut up! You wish you could undo it all. No I don't! Things should stay as they are! I'm happy with how things are going! I'm in control! I- If that's true, then... "Why are you crying, Mister Darkness?" Love asked. She was looking into my eyes with concern. I blinked. Was I really crying? That couldn't be possible. "I'm not... crying." I said weakly. Love began petting the spines on top of my head. "It's okay. I'm here with you." She cooed. I felt like an idiot. I sighed, and whispered. "Thank you." "What was that?" She asked. I could hear the smile in her voice. "I said... Let's go home."